"No Francis, that's not how this is going to work. We can't just do the whole person in a box thing, that's too cliché!" Arthur Kirkland was standing there in front of the rabbit cage, absolutely adamant in his conviction. "This is proper magic, not some cheap parlor trick."
"Mon Cher, I know you are an amazing magician, I don't even know how you do over half the stuff you do, but it isn't real magic. People want to see those "cheap" displays every now and then," Francis Bonnefoy was standing a little further back, hand on hip and gesturing angrily to emphasize his frustration. Arthur refused to turn around and look at him, glaring angrily at the two bunnies. The two bunnies were just sitting there watching, twitching to one another.
I think they're fighting again, Alfred. The golden bunny with violet eyes drooped his ears down.
They've been doing that a lot lately. Fancy-pants needs to leave my Iggy alone! Alfred glared at Francis, which to the human eye was totally imperceptible.
Francis is just trying to do his job.
Whatever, Matthew! He's just annoying. The only good thing he does is give us treats for a job well done. Alfred scratched behind his ear.
You can be so ungrateful sometimes... Matthew sighed.
"Absolutely not," Arthur was most definitely a stubborn man. "You're just wanting to do it because you want to show off to those girls from the other night."
"What!? Sacré bleu! Mon Cher, we are a team, I am your manager! Trust me when I say people want to see cliché! One of your patrons said he wanted to see it tonight. He was going to give you a huge check if it impressed him. Why won't you just do it once?" Francis was getting even angrier with the petite man, if that was possible.
"There are other ways to impress people than that stupid disappearing and reappearing human trick," Arthur fumed. "Earlier you said the show was fine, it's too late to change it now, and I'm not going to. End of discussion."
"I give up, you are totally unmanageable! I quit!" Francis threw his arms up in exasperation, storming out.
"Good! I don't need you anyway!" Arthur yelled back at him, still refusing to turn around and look at him. As the door slammed shut, Arthur's face softened from his hardened glare into something no one could name, but was equally terrifying in its own right. "Al, Matt, I'm sorry you had to witness that," Arthur murmured to the two bunnies just peering up at him with wide eyes. The golden rabbit with a cowlick on top of his head and blue eyes stood up on his hind legs in the cage and held his little paws up. Arthur smiled softly and reached in through the cage to stroke him with a cool finger. "Thank you, Al," Arthur sighed.
See, Iggy is way~ better than Fancy-pants! Alfred preened.
Alfred, grow up a little, please.
"Oh, and I'm taking my stuff with me!" Francis gritted angrily, stomping back in picking up various items. He came over to the rabbit cage and opened it, lifting out the blue-eyed golden rabbit.
Put me down human! Mattie! Make him stop! Alfred shrieked, it was a horrible and startling sound.
Alfred! Matthew didn't know what to do, sitting there helplessly.
"You can't take my rabbits!" Arthur huffed, outraged.
"I get one of them at least. Without me here, who knows what you would do to them, you'd probably eat them," Francis sniffed. Matthew heard that and shivered. He didn't want the Englishman to eat him!
Alfred, maybe you should go. Francis said Arthur eats bunnies. Matthew huddled tightly into himself.
"I would not! Don't take Alfred!" Arthur cried out. Alfred was squirming in Francis' grip until he wriggled free.
No way! He'll never take me! I'd rather be eaten by my Iggy!
"I'll take which ever one I want," he attempted to pick Alfred back up. Alfred ran away from the hand, running in circles around the cage. "Jesus, fine. I'll take Mathieu! They look the same anyway," Francis picked up the other rabbit, who was quivering.
Mattie! Come back!
"They do not! Alfred's eyes are blue! And Matthew is way more behaved!" Arthur muttered crossly. Poor Alfred looked as if he was trying to reach out for his brother in Francis' hands. Francis just walked away with Matthew and stuff in tow. "God damned frog," Arthur was enraged. "Taking my damn bunnies..." That terrifying look was on Arthur's face again as he stormed over to his bookshelves. "I'll turn him into a damn rabbit and eat him, see how he likes that," he pulled out a book and opened it to some page.
Alfred tried to climb out of his cage since the top was still open. He had to go save Mattie. Arthur stomped over to his little potion making set and started to brew some vile concoction of doom that spelled out the Frenchman's demise. Alfred was trying to estimate how high he could jump. Maybe if he ran and jumped... "Take this Francis Bonnefoy," Arthur came and set some strange purple beverage down with an odd scent coming out. He turned around to go get ready for the upcoming show in about a few hours. Alfred ran and jumped, landing on the lid of his cage, which came crashing down and breaking the bottle. Alfred rolled off and fell into the freshly brewed purple liquid that spilled on to the counter. Arthur came running over.
"Alfred... Gah, whatever. I guess Francis will be spared today," Alfred lay sprawled on his back, the puddle he was in was beginning to make his skin tingle as it soaked through his fur. "You can be such a twit sometimes," Arthur picked up Al and brought him over to the sink. "Lets clean you up before anything queer happens," Alfred shivered as Arthur scrubbed him down and rinsed him off. "What a waste of ingredients," Alfred let his ears flopping down as Arthur chastised him. He had just wanted to go after his brother. "Hm, you needed a bath anyway. Today was your brothers turn to perform, but you'll have to do it instead. Please behave yourself, Al," Alfred just moped as he was placed back in his cage and the lid was closed shut. "We're on in a little while."
So yeah. This is probably a pretty random story. It just randomly popped into my head after I came across this website explaining the body language of rabbits... how that intermeshed with Hetalia I don't know, but whatever, right?